Hi readers, I just want to say (warn you) that this story does not happen fast like some. I personally hate to look at stories that go across 4 or 5 pages, but I also agree with many that a good story must be 'developed', and it is for this reason that I am going to take my time with this one. So there you have it! You have been warned that this story is long, and not only long, but also nothing much more than the 'build up', happens in the first half.
Believe it or not, most of this story is true, the only difference is that I am telling it from "Cliff's" point of view, and not from my own. I hope you enjoy it (if you still read on from here), and if you do, please send me e-mail if you wish to know more about me and my (wife and daughters) sexual experiences. While this story did not mention my daughter in more than the intro, she is in other stories on here and another site.
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I did not have a uni degree, or the money to pursue one, and I did not have much chance of a high-paying job. The hours I worked each day were long, but the work was enjoyable, as I had grown up on a rural property so I was used to the lifestyle. I left school just after I turned 17, and took a position on a large cattle property about 50 klms out of town.
Hi, my name is Cliff; I want to tell you how my life changed, simply by being unemployed for a few months. I was just over 18 at the time when my life suffered a twist of fate; my boss died, and his wife sold the property, so I was left without a job. I had worked for them for almost 2 years, and my job entailed me riding the fences, either in the farm Ute, or on horseback. I would fix any fences, as well as muster the cattle when needed.
As the property was out of town and I did not have a car of my own, I rarely ever went anywhere, preferring to just laze about when I had time off. When I lost my job I moved into town and was lucky to have a friend who was willing to let me stay at his place until I found another job. Now this would not be easy, as the town only had a population of around 2000 people, but it was in a rural area, so there were countless large properties in the area where I would have a chance of work.
For the first few months I was not in a hurry to look for a job, as I had not really had time to do many of the tings that other young guys do when they leave school, and their family homes. I had only ever had a few alcoholic drinks when my previous boss felt in the mood; I had never had a girlfriend, and of course that also meant that I had never experienced sex other than with my hands or in my dreams. I wanted to change that situation and I decided that the local 'pub' would be the best place to start.
There were a couple of pubs in the town and the father of my mate's girlfriend owned the one I selected. I was introduced to the owner that Friday when we both went there. They seemed to be very friendly people, and soon I was made to feel at home. Over the next few weeks I would go and have a few drinks during the day when my mate was working, and soon the owner (Barry) and I were chatting away like old friends. I noticed that he liked to play 8-ball (pool) a lot, and as I also enjoyed a game or three, I was soon spending more and more time at the pub and filling my day.
Over the next few weeks I discovered a lot about him and his family, and one thing that puzzled me was why he was there alone most of the time. It turned out that they had a sick relative back in their town (about 5 hours away by car), and his wife and kids only came out west once a month for a few days to give him time to relax. This explained why I had not seen his daughter very often. One of his sons stayed there and did some hours each week when it was busy. Apart from that there were two women who also did some casual hours in the pub. As for available young women, there were very few of those around the town. It seemed that the only young women and girls around all had boyfriends or even husbands. The rest all left to the bigger towns looking for work.
On Friday and Saturday nights the pub got very busy and there was always a wait to get served. On one such time I was waiting to be served when Barry rushed past me, but did not stop. When I turned to see what was happening, he just called back to me and said to 'serve myself'. A minor fight had started so he was rushing to stop the two combatants. I jumped from my seat and rushed over to help him, and as soon as we had them settled and friendly again, we walked back to the bar.
"Thanks, Cliff. It's nice to know there is someone not afraid to jump in and help when trouble starts!" He said.
"Not a problem Barry, you treat me good, so why wouldn't I look out for your back?" I replied.
As the two casuals were both working that night, Barry sat down next to me and asked what I was drinking, as he would buy me one. I told him I did not expect that, but he insisted. He was trying to get the attention of one of the girls, but as they were a little busy, he 'swore' a little under his breath.
"Seems I will have to get it myself!" he apologised.
"Well Barry, if you were serious before about me getting my own drink, I would certainly like to help out and get both of us a drink. That way you can just relax for awhile" I stated.
He did not give my comment another thought, instead he just nodded and said he would have a rum and coke, and I should have whatever I wanted. I walked behind the bar and proceeded to get him his rum, and a Jim Beam for myself. From that night, whenever I was in there in the daytime and having a game of pool with him, he would tell me to get my own drinks. I did not realise it at the time, but he was 'sussing' me out as to my ability behind the bar. A few weeks later he rang me and said he needed to see me right away. As I was not busy, I went directly and asked him what the problem was.
"Not a big problem Cliff, more of a favour. I have to go out of town for a few days, as my family needs me. I was wondering if you would mind keeping an eye on the business for me for two days?" he asked.
"What do you mean Barry? Keeping an eye on things? But I have no idea what happens before and after you are opened, and what about the money, the ordering etc?" I quizzed him.
"That will not be a problem. There is a cleaner that comes in first thing in the morning; there is nothing that is needed as far as stock goes, and as for the money, I can make a few spare 'floats' for the tills. All you really need do is know how to lock the place up, unlock the safe to get the tills out. At the end of the day just put the takings into a bag, write the till number and date on a piece of paper, and place it in the safe. I can do the banking when I get back." he answered.
This was a sudden and unexpected request he had made on me, but also one that had me interested.
"So you want me to serve for a few hours during the day as well then Barry?" I asked with a grin on my face.
"Well that is up to you, but you don't really have too. I can roster the girls on to cover for the two days, but I really need a guy around in case there is any trouble like the other night." he said. And I don't expect you be here from open to close, as my son can do half a day and you can do the other half. That is if you don't mind," he added.
I thought about this for a few minutes while I sipped away on my drink. The idea appealed to me as I had always been interested in serving a few drinks myself, plus it gave me a feeling of being in a position of 'power' as I would control what happened for a few days. I quickly told Barry I was happy to help him out.
"Gee, you are keen and eager to please, you didn't even ask me how much I would pay you! Does that mean you will work for free?" he laughed.
"Well Barry, I had not even thought of that, but it doesn't really matter if you pay me or not. I think friends don't charge each other for helping out when needed" I joked back at him.
"Very true Cliff, but no, I will give you a few hundred dollars as you are doing me a big favour. If I leave the girls alone there is no one to watch them and the stock, so I could lose a lot more than that" he said more seriously. "Oh, and you are welcome to free drinks as well, as long as you stay sober when you are working!" he added.
Two days later Barry took off after first showing me the ropes and how to open and close etc. As there were only 2 bedrooms in his accommodation, and his son slept in one, he told me I could sleep in either his bed, or one of the two single beds in the room that were there for when his two younger children visited. The next morning I arrived early as I was doing the first half of the day and his son was doing the second half. As I had met his son many times before, there would not be a problem as we both seemed to get along with each other well.
The two days went without any trouble, and I felt happy that I could tell him this when he rang me on the second night. He was happy, but he also sounded troubled.
"Hmmmm, Cliff, I hate to do this, but can you stay another day at all? My car has some trouble so I am stuck here" he asked.
I quickly assured him that I had no other plans and that I understood his problem. I had been feeling good being here, and I told him I would take good care of his business for him. The next day his son did the first half of the day, and when he finished he said that he was going out with friends for the night, so he would not be back until the next day. I told him to have a good time and that I would be fine. He left an hour after the second girl started her shift. Around 6pm it was starting to get a little busy so every so often I would jump in and serve to help out, and then it happened. The girl slipped, and as she fell she twisted her ankle; dropping the glasses she was carrying, and when she hit the floor she landed on one of the glasses and cut her leg rather deeply.
The customers were very understanding and did not get angry about the slow service. Luckily, one of the local ambulance guys was having a drink on his night off, so he grabbed the first add kit and fixed her up, and then he offered to take her to the local hospital, as her wound needed a few stitches. This left me on my own. As Barry's son was out and I had no way of contacting him, I had to finish the night alone, and this was more nerve-wracking than I expected, as we were not due to close until midnight, and the bar had a lot of people in it. Luckily there was only one small 'scuffle' that I was able to stop quickly, and then continue serving.
When the night was finally finished I locked up, put the money away, had a few stiff drinks, and then went out the back to sleep. At around 6am I woke up, and needing to empty my bladder, I walked into the bathroom, where I got the shock of my life. There in front of me was a woman of about mid forties, and she was standing there completely naked. I don't know who got the bigger shock, her or me. She let out a sharp scream, and I think I may have as well. It took a few moments for us to both realise who the other person was.
